HA HA HA in the building that I work in there is a photo studio upstaris. They just got done doing a photo shoot involving cakes. They are done with the shoot and we now have cakes in the office 
And…?
I say, “Let them eat cake!”
Unless it’s fruitcake - bleah.
And I have ale! (Sorry, love that song.)
My sister worked on some photo shoots in college and on an internship. Among her duties,
[li] She had to separate several pounds of M&Ms into the different colors, picking out the broken and misshapen ones with a tweezers, then arrange all of them into rainbow stripes (commercial ad campaign). Had to wear white cotten gloves so as not to get fingerprints on the candy shells.[/li]
[li] She had to drive several different models of expensive cars from the dealerships into the countryside for some ad shots - Porsches, Jags, MGBs, and a Rolls-Royce. Said the Jag was her favorite, followed by a '66 (IIRC) Mustang - completely restored. She was in heaven during that shoot.[/li]
[li] She had to get some pictures of cows for another campaign, so she stopped by a dairy farm and asked the farmer if she could go out in the field and take some pictures of the cows that were out there. Sure, no problem. She’s snapping away when we hear this rumbling, turns around, and this stampede is heading her way (I stayed on the other side of the fence). The farmer let 80 cows more out of the milking barn into the field so she could get shots of more cows. Watching her run, dodge the ‘lumps’, and leap the fence to get out of the way was the funniest thing I ever saw. Got some great shots from that, including one cow mounting another - most interesting.[/li]
[li] She had to carve rock-solid ice cream into ‘acceptable’ forms just like you see in the grocery store ads. Nearly broke her wrist, the stuff was so frozen.[/li]
[li] The best was her story of nearly setting the photo center on fire: something about a rubber “Alien” mask, some rubber cement (for snot and saliva) and a overheated lightbulb in the mask. The professor complimented her on the smoke effect in the final shot (which was the final shot, because the mask went up in flames just after, and there nothing left but a lump of bad-smelling rubber).[/li]
Hint: if the photo studio offers you a turkey after a shot, don’t take it. It’s seared to a luscious and enticing brown skin on the outside, but likely completely raw on the inside. Blechh.